Im supposed to be looking after you, not making out. He realised that his cock was still deep inside her, an involuntary twitch almost had him shootin... his load. He was just as confused as Abby, at one level he was horrified at the position he was in, but at a more fundamental level, his cherry was being popped and it felt pretty damned good. She burst into tears, her hands covering her face, wracking sobs caused her shoulders to bob, sending a tremor through her body to be transmitted straight. I had no idea what cockamamie story she'd cook up to tell them when they answered the 911 call, but I didn't need any extra vigilance on their part when I executed plan C.On the other hand, she might actually give them a description of me. I'm burly, and that face full of hair isn't the cutesy little goatee that most men who sport facial hair have these days. I'm more the Grizzly Adams type, and fairly recognizable, even sitting in a car. The last thing I needed was a run-in with the law where. Nobody messed with me, just because of my size and mean appearance.These guys, however, were not impressed. I quickly decided that this was not the time to be a nice guy. The first one didn't get a chance. I swung at him with a straight-armed right, roundhouse. Surprisingly, he just fell to the ground. The other two got close enough to get a few punches in which didn't seem to phase me at all. I felt them, but there was no great pain or discomfort. I gave thug number two a backhand with the. Both Dan and I stopped and gave a shocked look toward each other. In unison we turned our heads and stared directly at my tummy. Emily giggled, then jumped to her feet and continued leading us into the parking lot, toward the car that would take us home to our strange new lives together. FIN *** I sat back and pushed myself away from the computer, slowly looking at her beautiful face. "The man in the story, he was transformed into a woman?" My lovely Muse smiled, lightly running her.